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Chapter 196 retcon
🕑 Added 2024-04-05 17:36:40 +0000 UTCDue to some really good feedback that made sense to me, I’ve decided to make two adjustments to the previous chapter. The chapter in question was already updated but I'll repeatthem below for your convenience.
The first adjustment is to make clear the Hadal woman who was ready to sacrifice herself for Viv actually survived.
A woman interposed herself between the elemental hell and the coming doom. Shon’s eyes widened. The woman had gray wispy hair and sad yellow eyes. What Shon recognized there was altruism. Sacrifice. The notion sickened her.
The Dark Blade finished its course in the air when something stopped Shon in her tracks. It was a strange blade, long like a spear, and it extended from the woman’s back.
Fate broke. What was written was forgotten. The blade hovered, its edge unsated.
The second minor change is Viv’s decision not to return the Dark Blade to the city. It makes sense for her not to use it, but she’s also pragmatic and capable of thinking outside the box.
“Should we head back then?”
“There are things we must discuss, first,” Irao drawled.
“Discuss? Well, of course,” Viv said.
It was probably the first time in two years Irao had felt the need to discuss.
“What needs discussing?”
“The Dark Blade is a powerful artifact. Its call, perhaps you can feel it. It promises power. It tells you that with it in hand, you can face any foe. It might be true, but the price is too high. Even if you were from Luten, it would still gnaw at you like a trapped hound…”
“I absolutely agree.”
“You must cast it away. Destroy it.”
“Well duh, I’m not carrying a completely cursed item around like some kind of moron just waiting for a catastrophe to happen. I have a solution that will solve this problem forever.”
There was a silence.
“What?”
“You have tempted the fates before. You have rescued us.”
“You are not cursed?”
“And Solfis.”
“Still not cursed.”
“You have gathered many things that you were warned not to collect.”
“Prejudice isn’t a curse. Anyway, don’t worry, we’re getting rid of it as soon as we’re back to camp. Promise”
“I thought you wanted more power…”
“Not at any cost. I refused Efestar, you know? Back when he was a dick.”
“So you say…” Irao said in a voice that meant he’d kept a very close eye on her. “I want to ask something else. Why let the girl go? Mercy?”
“My dear Irao. If you want to win without a fight, you need a reputation. If you want a reputation, you must leave survivors. And what about you? Not tempted by the Dark Blade?”
“No. Bad tool. I don’t need it.”
“You could kill an avatar with that thing.”
“Viv.”
“Yeah?”
“I don’t need it.”
***
A shadow flew south, high in the clouds where the world became a cotton labyrinth that left dew on her white wings. The shadow could not enjoy it, however.
Ten gold talents.
Ten gold talents.
This is a good price.
And for a good cause.
Ten gold talents.
The shadow approached the center of Enoria, near Regnos and its lone volcano. Far below, Enorian warpriests hunted scattered defiled creatures of cancerous flesh. The aberrants fought back with dumb viciousness.
The shadow approached the crater from up high. Thick smoke escaped from a vent, and below glowered the reddish embers of the planet’s blood.
The shadow dove.
It’s ten gold talents.
The shadow dropped the Dark Blade into the vent, where it slowly sank into bubbling heat.
Mother wasn’t sure that the artifact could be destroyed, but if it could, then an extended magma bath was a pretty good bet.
Ten gold talents.
The shadow flew away on quick wings, thinking dark thoughts.
I am NOT a glorified courier service.
I do this for the gold.
I am a smart dragon.
Ten gold talents is ten gold talents.
Comments
Venalitor
Good changes. Particularly entertaining is the glorified courier service. Only bit it detracts on is that, now, we lack the delightful mockery of returning the enemies most insidious trump card unused. Gotta be worth at least 3d4.
Nicholas Grey
Good changes overall. Much better. I do have one concern: A woman interposed herself between the elemental hell and the coming doom. Shon’s eyes widened. The woman had gray wispy hair and sad yellow eyes. What Shon recognized there was altruism. Sacrifice. The notion sickened her. The Dark Blade finished its course in the air when something stopped Shon in her tracks. It was a strange blade, long like a spear, and it extended from the woman’s back. “The woman” in these paragraphs is initially established to be the Hadal woman, and that reference isn’t explicitly changed. Following from that, “It was a strange blade, long like a spear, and it extended from the woman’s back.” seems to indicate the “strange blade” comes from *her* not Viv. Is this what’s actually happening?
Steven C
I'm shocked, shocked, that Viv didn't explain the superiority of dragons to eagles before sending Arthur off.
Munirah Hutchinson
Oh Arthur, you are making an investment into your future by destroying a future nuisance
sebsebs
Best dragon!
James Faulkner
Arthur is hilarious haha
Benjamin Mages
I especially like the second change, as my comments in the original chapter probably indicated. While it would make no sense for her to want to use it (unless Irao wanted it), it equally made no sense for her to just give it back.
Kennyevilmonkey
Good fixes, much enjoyed.
Unwillingmainer
I like the changes. Makes things clearer. Also, 10 gold talents in indeed 10 gold talents. I've done more for less.
WarStrider72
Hahaha, you did a good deed Arthur. The gold talents were just a donation to the bank.
